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Sep. 29th, 2005 08:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
icarusThank you to everyone for your well-wishes.
After school today (I have just one more professor to hear from to see if I can get into his class *Icarus crosses fingers*) I checked out the apartment where the fire started.
It is a shuddersome sight. The ceiling and walls are dark with soot from knee level up, the window smashed in panic, screens shredded and torn out... a picture of fear. My blood ran cold looking at it. The owner's furniture, his or her bed, the comforter, the posters are all still there, blackened and burned.
There are gaping holes in the wall where fire fighters ripped them open to reach the fire as it travelled up, engulfing insulation. You can see its path. The space between walls is like a chute to the upper floors. Piles of rubbish, shards and strips of wood and insulation make it difficult to walk.
This was a bad fire.
I thought the kids on the first floor had over-reacted. There was a much saner route than out the window -- very dumb to risk a broken leg next to a burning building when you're twenty feet from a fire escape -- but they had reason to fear.
By way of a thank you, I have little to offer at the moment but here is a cute kitty - the Monte fuzz himself, safe and sound.
After school today (I have just one more professor to hear from to see if I can get into his class *Icarus crosses fingers*) I checked out the apartment where the fire started.
It is a shuddersome sight. The ceiling and walls are dark with soot from knee level up, the window smashed in panic, screens shredded and torn out... a picture of fear. My blood ran cold looking at it. The owner's furniture, his or her bed, the comforter, the posters are all still there, blackened and burned.
There are gaping holes in the wall where fire fighters ripped them open to reach the fire as it travelled up, engulfing insulation. You can see its path. The space between walls is like a chute to the upper floors. Piles of rubbish, shards and strips of wood and insulation make it difficult to walk.
This was a bad fire.
I thought the kids on the first floor had over-reacted. There was a much saner route than out the window -- very dumb to risk a broken leg next to a burning building when you're twenty feet from a fire escape -- but they had reason to fear.
By way of a thank you, I have little to offer at the moment but here is a cute kitty - the Monte fuzz himself, safe and sound.